…capsule

…if my writings do nothing more, I pray they serve as a capsule of hope-

as depression will not fade when my end arrives- and many shall be as lost as I, but even moreso-

but in this capsule of writings, what i hope to be found is that even in the most lonesome of days, and most difficult of nights; my clinging embrace was always to God- even when angry, even when sad, even when misunderstood, even when hopeless- I always ‘always’ clinged to God-

I am with you-

whoever you are-

wherever you are-

and I love your unknown soul-

i do.

kb